Dreaming
I just dreamed I was in an AR or fully in-mind game of TF2. It was in what appeared to mostly be a big home & garden store, and I was playing Soldier. The object appeared to be for each team to collect banners of their color and return them to a communal goal point. Getting to that goal seemed some sort of spygame, though, especially when I tried to get there.
I found a weird red-and-blue banner, and was going to head over to the goal with it. I got intercepted partway by John, who was playing a Spy for the other team. I brokered a truce with him, and he let me continue on toward the goal.
Suddenly, half the power in the place seemed to go out. The first part of the area leading up to the goal was completely dark, but I managed to navigate it by memory without needing to use a flashlight (which, I reasoned, would have made a walking target of me). I also noticed that, this time, this area looks less like a store and more like a stage set. I continued on past the part I knew to find a low-lit area which looked very much like a backstage, full of racks of costumes and hardware strewn about. There was a phone (classic style black rotary) sitting on a makeshift table (a sheet of plywood atop two sawhorses), with a note lying next to it, bearing some sort of arcane instruction for how to proceed.
Before I could figure it out, though, I heard footsteps approaching. I hid in a corner and waited, and in walked Ashley of LoadingReadyRun. "You can come out now," she said, which I did hesitantly...and realized I wasn't the only one hiding in the shadows. A couple other people came out, the only one of whom I recognized was Bronwyn. Ashley led us out through some roundabout passages, through secret doors and stuff, and then outside.
The group had apparently changed membership going through those dark hallways, because Bronwyn was no longer there, but Brendan and Mabry were. From above descended a weird, round thing on a cable...looked like the backend of a hatchback, only the same from every direction, with a car tire in the center of the inside, and opened like a pot and lid...I don't know how the two parts remained together, there was nothing visible connecting them. Ashley got in; "Are you coming?" she asked. Mabry got in almost immediately. Brendan and I hesitated a bit, but we grabbed onto some handles on the inside as it began to take off again.
And that's where I woke up. And I couldn't fall back to sleep, presumably because I was only awake for maybe 10 hours yesterday. :I
I found a weird red-and-blue banner, and was going to head over to the goal with it. I got intercepted partway by John, who was playing a Spy for the other team. I brokered a truce with him, and he let me continue on toward the goal.
Suddenly, half the power in the place seemed to go out. The first part of the area leading up to the goal was completely dark, but I managed to navigate it by memory without needing to use a flashlight (which, I reasoned, would have made a walking target of me). I also noticed that, this time, this area looks less like a store and more like a stage set. I continued on past the part I knew to find a low-lit area which looked very much like a backstage, full of racks of costumes and hardware strewn about. There was a phone (classic style black rotary) sitting on a makeshift table (a sheet of plywood atop two sawhorses), with a note lying next to it, bearing some sort of arcane instruction for how to proceed.
Before I could figure it out, though, I heard footsteps approaching. I hid in a corner and waited, and in walked Ashley of LoadingReadyRun. "You can come out now," she said, which I did hesitantly...and realized I wasn't the only one hiding in the shadows. A couple other people came out, the only one of whom I recognized was Bronwyn. Ashley led us out through some roundabout passages, through secret doors and stuff, and then outside.
The group had apparently changed membership going through those dark hallways, because Bronwyn was no longer there, but Brendan and Mabry were. From above descended a weird, round thing on a cable...looked like the backend of a hatchback, only the same from every direction, with a car tire in the center of the inside, and opened like a pot and lid...I don't know how the two parts remained together, there was nothing visible connecting them. Ashley got in; "Are you coming?" she asked. Mabry got in almost immediately. Brendan and I hesitated a bit, but we grabbed onto some handles on the inside as it began to take off again.
And that's where I woke up. And I couldn't fall back to sleep, presumably because I was only awake for maybe 10 hours yesterday. :I